How deep the father's love for us
First callHow vast beyond all measure
That He should give His only Son
To make a wretch His treasure
How great the pain of searing loss
The Father turns His face away
As wounds which mar the chosen One
Bring many sons to glory
Behold the Man upon the cross
My sin upon His shoulders
Ashamed I hear my mocking voice
Call out among the scoffers
It was my sin that held Him there
Until it was accomplished
His dying breath has brought me life
I know that it is finished
I will not boast in anything
No gifts, no power, no wisdom
But I will boast in Jesus Christ
His death and resurrection
Why should I gain from His reward?
I cannot give an answer
But this I know with all my heart
His wounds have paid my ransom
Why should I gain from His reward?
I cannot give an answer
But this I know with all my heart
His wounds have paid my ransom
But this I know with all my heart
His wounds have paid my ransom
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- Step Of Faith
- In the Bleak Midwinter
- Child In the Manger
- Breath of God
- This Side Of Paradise
- Heaven's Coming Down
- What Child Is This?
- Lazarus Unwound
- Let the Healing Begin
- Snap To It
- 95 Reasons
- Breaking Through
- Somethin' Takes Over
- Timothy's Burden
- Bless Ye The Lord
- The Little Road Of Bethlehem
- Carol
- O Sacred Head, Now Wounded